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Author: resilientandstrong

Hi! I am extremely passionate about many things which I would love to share with you. I am 44, separated after 18 years of marriage and we have 4 kids. I am a Recreation Therapist. I adore music and reading. I would love to interact with you through my blog and I hope to help others experiencing pain from abuse of any type no matter when you experienced it. My goal of the blog is to show you my experience of living as an abuse survivor. I think it is important to not feel alone in these experiences. I am here with you.

I rarely write in the midst of crisis but I’ve gotta get it out. This blog is to try to get people to understand the effects of rape and PTSD so no filters here

I f******g hate my brain! I’m going out for dinner with a friend tomorrow night and she suggested a restaurant I have been to with my mother and her selfish prick who should rot in a swamp. I froze as soon as the name of the restaurant was suggested. THAT is what PTSD is! I do not yet have the freedom to go through a day without fears and triggers.

I was frozen on my couch for a while feeling like a baby who’s not getting her way but holy crap, that is so not the case. It was difficult to explain to my friend what I was feeling nor did I want to be a victim again. I feel like I should “just get over it” because that’s what society tells us to do.

I’m a prisoner to this damn PTSD tonight, stuck in a flashback and trigger. Again, because some lowlife monster was too selfish.

Step by step, I’m showing myself how strong I am and how far I have come.

Yes, I was abused as a child but I never told you that I was emotionally abused in my marriage. I finally decided that it’s enough and we are now officially separated. We have spoken about divorce several times throughout our 18 years together but I finally decided that it’s never going to be healthy. The strength necessary to take that leap is MASSIVE, especially when being abused. When getting married. I had false hopes. Being put down and again, told that I’m not good enough makes it that much harder to get up and leave. I wish I knew what is contributing to this change but I know that it has spilled over into other areas.

I will never give advice but I am here to build you up if I can. I wish those living in similar situations to find their strength to leave. I love you and I’m sending massive hugs.

This resource is for Quebec. I know it is not always ideal but another option is 911.

I hate the weekends. I used to be a carefree party animal but now, I’m too scared to look like a freak so I pretty much keep to myself. Lacking confidence sucks. I joined meetup groups, I RSVP to some events and then I cancel the night before because I’m too scared.

I keep checking my email in hopes that someone is thinking of me but nope, reality hits again. Texted someone asking if I could come over but she didn’t respond. Don’t want to call her because I can imagine her looking at the phone waiting for it to stop ringing, glad that she was able to avoid me.

Yup, another day in the life of someone dealing with trauma because some dickhead was too selfish.

Some people are happy to be alone. Not me, all stemming back to the idea that I crave validation from others. I need to be with others to feel valued. Hence, a never ending sick cycle.

Took a nap, had a nightmare and was stuck in awful place for quite some time. Couldn’t move, couldn’t stop crying, was shaking, couldn’t discern what is reality and what is not.

Sucks that I’m trying to heal but feeling like I’m never going to get better. I’ve been feeling doomed, like I will commit suicide but it’s a just a matter of when. I despise being triggered, worst fucking thing in the world because ALL the pain comes flooding back. Wish I could have died in the nightmare and have it come true. I can’t kill myself because I have four kids.

As usual, a glimpse into the life of someone trying to survive through the repercussions of being raped. Will anybody ever understand the pain?

Sure…as if it’s so easy. Throughout life, I have been seeking validation, acceptance, and love from others. Spoiler alert: didn’t get me very far and I never found what I’m looking for from others.

There is not one single day where the effects of being raped are not felt! Let that sink in. Because of one sick selfish prick I am in a fucking prison and the only way to be released is an insane amount of work to heal. I don’t think I will ever find the words to express what my life is like as a result of trauma. Each and every day, my body is in stress response, I am in fight/flight/freeze. A constant feeling of high alert….well, isn’t that healthy 😔 again, all because of a selfish teenager who couldn’t think ahead of consequences and repercussions, this thing had no concept of empathy and I am paying the price.

Here I am in an emotionally abusive marriage because I needed love and validation. It’s not like I could have healed and then gotten married because I don’t think I’ll ever be healed. What matters now is that I am taking baby steps to stand up for myself. Nowhere near self acceptance but I’m finally ready to say that I won’t tolerate being put down any more.

I wish you all the strength to start healing from whatever hurts you and to start taking positive steps to change.

Something hit me last night, not really sure what made me ready for it.

I decided to give myself the positive reinforcement and validation I have been seeking from others for so long. I decided last night that just for today, whatever I do will be good enough. Just for today, I do not need others to tell me that I am ok because I can tell myself. It is so freeing!!!!

The past few months have been hell on earth for many reasons. I have heard that in order to rise, we need to hit deep despair. I am proud that I decided to change my ways and to really and truly start to love myself.